A four day week is the best for upping output.

So says The Times of India today, page 15 to be precise. Yes, yes, I am still of said dinosaur variety who likes the ink on the fingers and the printed page to be turned, and will leave you, dear reader to click furiously around to source the link for said article.

According to some research conducted somewhere on the planet (Washington says the dateline), where obviously some researcher was getting the heave ho from his wife for spending too much time at his lab doing such research, and needed to pronto spend quality time with the family or do the rounds of the divorce courts, upping workdays to 10 hours a day from 8 hours a day and making the weekend three days long is a great way to up productivity.

I, for one am not arguing with anything that gives me a three day weekend. I can even think about it with a hopeful smile playing on my face. I know exactly what will happen chez Manral.

The first day, aka Friday would go by in a blur of frenzied cleaning, grocery shopping, laundry and all such things which have lain, sore and neglected through the week. By the end of the day one would be sore and resentful and barking at the spouse and the child, while adjusting one’s slipping halo. The spouse and the child would zone out and watch insane movies at full volume, making little men with hammers and anvils get to work behind my eyeballs and at the base of my cranium. I would overdose myself on Vasograin and take to a darkened room. And inform the rest of the inhabitants that the door will be opened on pain of death and dismemberment, which will necessitate that promptly five seconds later the spawn of my womb will blast the door open to just ‘check up’ on me. With loud unwelcome solicitiousness.

Day 2, Saturday. I would crack an eye open in the morning gingerly, dreading the blast of sunlight. This would also be the day the maids decide to do a simultaneous bunk, leaving yours truly with enough opportunity to do cardio (aka sweeping, swabbing, dusting, etc) to last her a week. The manicure would be ruined. Dammit, the fingers would be ruined. Scrubbing vessels donot for smooth, soft holdable hands make. I would spend the next of the working week holding my hands behind me churlishly refusing to shake hands at introductions. Or, if the ensemble was ethnic, keeping the greeting ethnic too. By mid morning I would be back on Vasograin and barking at pitbull levels to get the spouse and child into being bathed and dressed and clean, and calling in for food, given that I would be in no physical or mental condition to concoct anything remotely edible. By evening I would be too sore to care about going out, and the spouse would make rude statements about traffic and crowds and how mall or restaurant visits are over rated. And we would sit at home sullenly and growl at each other over a rented DVD which would be to no one’s liking, and which the child will proceed to extract from the machine and put in his Spiderman/Superman/Batman (he has the entire collection of every movie made on the Marvel comic heroes).

By Sunday I would be waiting with bated breath for Monday and the opportunity to get back to work asap. I will begin making lists of the work to be completed. I will bring forward deadlines. I will tick off the things done on my list of to do things with a sense of relish and achievement that makes all long weekends pale in comparison. I and the spouse will not be on speaking terms with this too much togetherness over a 48 hour stretch.

What is your take on a three day weekend?


About Kiran Manral

Kiran Manral published her first book, The Reluctant Detective in 2011. Since then, she has published nine books across genres till date. Her books include romance and chicklit with Once Upon A Crush (2014), All Aboard (2015), Saving Maya (2017); horror with The Face at the Window (2016), psychological thriller with Missing, Presumed Dead (2018) and nonfiction with Karmic Kids (2015), A Boy’s Guide to Growing Up (2016) and True Love Stories (2017). Her short stories have been published on Juggernaut, in magazines like Verve and Cosmopolitan, and have been part of anthologies like Chicken Soup for the Soul, Have a Safe Journey (2017) and Boo (2017). Her articles and columns have appeared in the Times of India, Tehelka, DNA, Yowoto, Shethepeople, New Woman, Femina, Verve, Elle, Cosmopolitan, Conde Nast Traveller, DB Post, The Telegraph, the Asian Age, iDiva, TheDailyO and more. She was shortlisted for the Femina Women Awards 2017 for Literary Contribution. In 2018, she was awarded the International Women's Day award for literary excellence by ICUNR and Ministry of Women and Children, Government of India. She is a TEDx speaker and a mentor with Vital Voices Global Mentoring Walk 2017.
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19 Responses to A four day week is the best for upping output.

  1. mummyjaan says:

    It would be awesome – if it ever happened for me!


  2. I agree w you. too much togetherness results in exactly that in the kenny household as well. and just now a friend of mine said, in his ten years of marriage he has not been in more than three fights with his wife. i almost convinced him that HE is the loser, not me. Hot tempered shrews like myself cannot live that life. Not to mention being blessed with husbands, who, apart from being hot tempered are liable to trivialise and poke fun at all your indulgences. Two days Saturday and Sunday are plenty for me, thank you.


  3. JLT says:

    LOled all thru your post.

    This is only for working people- kids still have 5 days- so Fri would be indulgence day, Sat would be homework day, and Sun would be snipe day (at husband for not helping finish homework, not having let me go shopping everything etc etc.)

    But all said and done, K, I’d still welcome a 3 day weekend with open arms.


  4. Serendipity says:

    it [probably wont be enough after a few years 😀


  5. Sowmya says:

    C’mon! Isn’t sleeping through the long weekend doing cuddly cuddly with kid and hubby (ahem!) an option?!!!


  6. faeriee says:

    Yes, yes, yes ! I am a gemini and I know I will be climbing walls by the time sunday ends after 36 hours of weekend. Two days is quite enough for me, thank you very much. And that was an awesome post, Kiran ! 🙂


  7. faeriee says:

    Oops I meant 72 hours, not 36 hours !


  8. Anamika says:

    “I” would love a 3-day weekend. Kids in school and spouse at work. Men dont need more than one day anyway. Let them make some money an additional day. Friday…me time and only those chores that make the other 2 days easy for me. Saturday, kids time and social outings. Sunday, family time…a.k.a…father and kids time.
    I would welcome a 3-day work week (and that was a truly Freudian typo which I will not correct) 😀


  9. Sonia says:

    Oh Kiran I am living the best scenario – three day weekend while hubby and daughter r off to work and daycare on Friday hehee….Well, talking about whether its nice to have a Friday off or a Monday, I am fast realising that Mondays are better – I just end up clearing the weekday messes on Friday, grocery shopping and what not and am already tired when the wknd rolls past 🙂

    Also I always admire stay at home Moms, I dont think I will be able to handle the pressure of keeping the halo firmly on my head, I would drive myself crazy with high expectations from myself!!


  10. Vidya says:

    Everyone I know works >10 hrs anyway,and over weekends sometimes,so I guess it would make no difference??:)


  11. Serendipity says:

    Gah! There’s another Serendipity!

    I think the 3 day weekend is a swell idea. I get to party for three days straight. Spend Monday working on the hangover. And three days of work wonly!


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